Skip Tha Formalites, U'za Bitch Da Malady
And Kombat Wit This Mortal Gon' End Up In Fatalities
Ta Speak I'ma Terriostz Put Tha Heat Where His Head Iz
This Nigga Is Done Sumbody Call Tha Paramedics
Yepp! I'm Doin' It And I'm Tha Truth Up In This Game
Wheter In Tha Booth Or In The Range, Tha Rouger Or Tha Aim
This Dude Iz Just A Lame, So I'm Scoopin Up His Dame
And Chunk Tha Duece Up To His Frame, But No Down South Peace Sign
Me I'm, And A Beast And It's Feed Time, On This Pussy Nigga, No Feline
This Dogz All Bark Like A Tree Spine...He Lyin...If He Say He Close To Mah Flow
Tha Casket Get Closed On A Hoe...This Battle Been Ova I'm Hopin Ya Kno
Don't Smell It Den Open Ya Nose..For I Open Tha Scope, And Put A Hole In Mah Foe
Everything U Drop Soft...And U'll Need More Than Clearasil To Get These Red Dots Off
This Hoe Suck, I Got 'Em Faded Like Hot Sauce, And U Don't Pass White, No Clutch
He Can't Even The Get Tha Rock Off..And Ya Chick Call Her Gum Ball Gawd
U Got Tha Money, And U Can Get Ur Turn When Ya Ballz Drop
Aw Stop...Me I'ma All Star...What U A Rookie U Kinda New Here?
Naw Really Whatchu Doin Here? Whatchu Need To Do Is Go Back To Tha Booth A Year
Work On Tha Vocal, Tha Vocab, Tha Lyrics And Maybe Even A Dance Step
Den Maybe U Could Stand A Chance,
But Then Again, I'd Prolli Win Again
But Atleast It B Interestin'
But If I See Da Malady On Tha Street His Momz'll B At A Loss
Cuz Dey Gon Charge Me Wit Assualt When I Charge Him And Assualt
In THis Battle
U Like At Atlas...And I'm Like A OnStar...
U Kinda JonBenet And I'm Sumthin Like John Karr
I Could Talk About How I Was Schemin Wit His Bride
How She Was Breathin In Tha Ride,
But I Already WuN Tha Battle I'ma Leave Him Wit His Pride Rite?
